Who Knows
Author: Ben Franklin


Jimmy has had enough,
Alcohol found him
now he can be found on a park bench
sitting and sleeping rough.

Jimmy used to be like you and me,
The happy go lucky type,
who would always leave the Establishment if someone
kicked off a fight,
never let negativity upset his night.

His woman left him,
he found out she was sleeping around town
with other men,
after that he was never his self again.

He would go into work having not washed
in days,
the pride was just no longer there,
smelly clothes and greasy hair.

He would snap at colleagues and friends
who were only trying to help and understand,
but after many snap backs on his part
he was not left with many fans.

He started hitting the liver killer
harder then he had hit it before,
he would have prostitutes around,
but they would steal his money as soon as he collapsed
on the bed and would start to snore.

His drinking lost him his job,
and slowly his home was taken away,
he had burnt all his bridges with his freinds
so there was no couch for him to stay.

Now Jimmy is a shadow of his former self,
he is a living example of poor health.

That woman was his heart and soul,
why didn't he talk to her?
why did he just let her go?
If she had stayed, would they of lived happily
ever after?
who knows.


Comments on this poem/writing:

Catyrose ( -- Monday, May 15 2006, 03:58 am

good question

have known a few people like the character you describe. One wonders if people wouldn't tuck aside their pride and actually communicate if lives wouldn't be very different. Enjoyed your poem.
Ben f ( -- Monday, May 15 2006, 04:45 pm


we will never know,they say we go through things for a reason,we take a path,where will it lead us?..who knows. thanks for reading.
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